Maracuyá = Passión

If you're lucky enough to have seen the Italian documentary Lampedusa, you know about the importance of passión. Every time I think of passionfruit (aka maracuyá), I think of the boy in the movie. As he explains what goes in to building and mastering a slingshot, he reveals the most important element: passion. That's what nom is all about. 

Passionfruit may look like you cracked open an alien and found a pile of slimy orange frog eggs, but the instant that slurpy goodness hits your tongue, and zaps you out of you troglodytic semi-consciousness, you become aware. Aware that this fruit is electric. Aware that your world is humming with an electric tang. As you crunch through the thin seeds, the thin glass keeping you from feeling your live presence in this sea of electrons shatters. That is passión.

Nom on. 

Suck on this...MANGO!

Us Nommers know a rough day can suck the life right out of you. Luckily, Saturday was not that kind of day. It was the kind where we sunk our teeth in and did a little life sucking of our own!

See, I didn't know it, but there's a kind of mango here that isn't meant to be eaten with a knife and fork. Mangos de chupar (translation: sucking mangoes) are not supposed to be daintily sliced and served with a frilly toothpick. They are supposed to feasted like a savage! My kind of fruit. I was there trying to cut this thing up like a chump when Cindy stepped up to show me how it's done: bite off the end and squeeze baby, squeeze! Drink that sweet tangy nectar and smile big. 

Nom on.

Running on Nom is Back Baby!

WELCOME to the parody fan blog of legend, founded in the days of yore, resurrected from the purgatory of forgotten memory. Running on Nom is inspired by the inspirational running/yoga/peace and fulfillment guru Julia Hanlon, and her blog, Running on Ohm. If you want real quality, go there. Here we kick back and dive in to the delicious, sometimes greasy underbelly of the athletic lifestyle. And maybe wax poetic as the juice of life runs down our chins. At running on Nom, we believe the only thing better than a day in the mountains is the mountain of mangoes/tacos/oreos/ or donut holes that fueled it. Citius, Altius, pick up that Forkius!